Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

“Yes, after all, the water element is just a wave in Shiva’s ocean. Although every wave in the ocean has its own joys and sorrows, they are all part of the ocean…”

Unbeknownst to many, the edges of the verdant mountains have already turned crimson, and the morning sun's rays illuminate this memorial site adorned with wildflowers.

Even the water spirit, who was finally heading towards her destined end from the Vatican, was gently illuminated by this radiance.

In an instant, an incongruous scene unfolded before the Water Root's eyes, seemingly leading to another world where strange things happened. There was the story of his mother, who was attacked and killed by Indra while protecting him when he was young, and similar stories, such as his lover, Vira, who was deceived by Vishnu and ultimately committed suicide.

Mizuchi was a little taken aback at first, but soon revealed a gentle smile.

Oh dear, I should have done this a long time ago.

This is something to be happy about; it's only natural to return to one's original self as a part of it. But why can't I stop crying?

To the God of Gavia, whom I have always revered, to you who gave me my name, to you who cared for me and my mother when I was young, to you who comforted me, to you who blessed me and Vira, to you who accompanied me, to you whom I admire most.

Thank you for letting me have such a beautiful dream in the end.

With tears streaming down his face, Water-Holder threw away the trident that was stuck in his chest, opened his arms and walked toward Shiva, but halfway there he burst into flames. His uncontrollable power finally brought him back to his original state.

Then, Shui Chi, whose entire body was completely engulfed in flames, uttered his last words to someone:

"I'm so sorry, I can't forgive myself for what I did to you... But despite all the things that happened, because of you, I never thought this world was hell... Really... Thank you..."

The water spirit's body turned to ashes, while its soul transformed into a flame, returning to the place of its birth—

The third eye on Shiva's forehead.

From the flames, back to the flames.

"...It's all finished now."

"The god Brahma, who has the least connection to this matter, murmured."

Then, as if to break the silence of that moment, Gavia picked up the Vena lyre, the musical instrument that she had given to Water Spirit years ago, which had been left on the ground where Water Spirit had disappeared. Although it had been in Water Spirit's hands for countless years, its mechanism still functioned smoothly as expected, producing a clear, delicate sound, like the sound of striking a crystal artifact, which spread through the air mixed with flames.

A short and simple melody.

A tranquil, dreamlike prayer.

"What piece is this? Gavia."

Brahma asked a question out of curiosity, and Gavia paused slightly before replying.

"This is what I just created."

"I see, no wonder I've never heard of it, which prevented me from starting to dance to it."

"Indeed, if I knew the title of the piece, I would have to transform into Moses and dance if I saw you play it."

Vishnu and Brahma had the same thought, a rare occurrence: "By the way, what's the name of the piece you composed, Kasyapa?"

The melody is short because the people it depicts are also brief, so there are not many words used, and the title of the song translates to "一一".

"Goodbye, one day (??????，????????????) Water Holder (??????)."

……

With the Water Flood settled, Indra once again ascended to the position of ruler of the three realms.

Then, Daksha, who was in charge of the fire ritual, sent invitations to all the gods and angels to celebrate this moment.

But Shiva and Sati are missing.

Chapter 303 The reincarnation of Kasyapa, the destruction of the world by Shiva.

Daksha invited all living beings from the world to participate in this grand fire festival.

Shiva was not invited, nor was Sati, his daughter.

This can be considered a more intense insult to Shiva by Daksha, and Sati also suffers as a result, which can be seen as a complete rejection of Sati as his daughter.

however--

“I want to go to my father’s house and participate in the fire ceremony he holds.”

In the dead of night, somewhere in the forest, Sati spoke these words to Shiva.

Sati had such a wish because her mother, out of kindness, sent one of her sisters to invite Sati to bring Shiva to the fire festival at Daksha.

In Sati's mother's view, if Sati could come uninvited, Dasha's pride would be satisfied, and he would feel in his heart that his beloved little daughter Sati still respected him as her father and still loved him. In this way, no matter what, Sati was still connected to Dasha by blood, and thus Dasha's love for his child would be rekindled.

However, the mother's well-intentioned actions will have irreversible consequences, because she underestimated Dasha's anger.

"...What's wrong? Is it not okay...?"

Faced with Shiva's renewed silence, Sati pressed for an answer.

“Of course I’d like to go, Sadie, but…”

"but what?"

“But your father did not invite us, so how can we go uninvited?”

"Why, Lord Shiva, why won't you go..."

Sati pleaded in a sorrowful voice, her tone tinged with regret, "Just like with that child, the Water Spirit, if only you had listened to Gavia and visited him more often when he was little, things wouldn't have turned out that way..."

"I……"

"Lord Shiva, why won't you accept my family and relatives? Why..."

She didn't understand that Daksha's anger stemmed from Brahma's severed head by Shiva, and she didn't understand why the taciturn Shiva couldn't reconcile with her father.

In Satie's view, one was her father and the other was her lover, and she had to make sure that the two could get along harmoniously.

“God’s mercy also originates from God’s love. Mercy and love are different for mortals, but they are the same for God, Satie.”

Shiva actually understood Sati's pleas quite well. To this day, she still hoped that her father, Daksha, would reconcile with her. This was her greatest human desire and selfishness. If she could, why wouldn't she want to? However, Daksha would not.

He went on to say:

"God has nothing in his heart but love and mercy for the world, so how could I love you but not your Father? I love everyone."

"If that's the case, then why do you insist on having an invitation to attend the Fire Festival? Tell me, can you answer that question?"

“Okay, Sadie, if you want to know, I’ll tell you.”

Shiva nodded. "As your beloved, I am willing to try my best to explain this to you; it is my duty—"

All I want to hear is you say 'okay'...

Sati sighed. "But, tell me, what do you want to say?"

“I do not wish to participate in Daksha’s fire ritual because of my love for him. He did not invite us, so it is obvious that he does not want us to participate. If we go there, he will be angry when he sees us, and because of this anger, his fire ritual will fail. Because to obtain the results of the fire ritual, one must maintain a calm and peaceful mind during the ritual. So why should we provoke Daksha to lose his composure?”

Shiva's words made a lot of sense, and his tone was very gentle, but this did not convince Sati.

Therefore, she retorted:

"...Lord Shiva, I am but a mortal, and I cannot refute your words. What I do know is that my father, Daksha, harbors some misunderstandings about you, which is why he did not invite us. If we go to my father and change his mind, then he will be more at peace with you..."

"No, Sadie."

Shiva shook his head again, this time with unusual firmness, "This is not good for him, and it is improper for us to go there—"

Shiva was interrupted by the anxious Sati before he could finish speaking.

"How could it be improper for me to visit my own father's house?"

“I’m referring to the social customs of your society, Sadie. After a daughter gets married, she is considered a guest when she returns to her father’s house.”

Shiva tried to make his expression look slightly happier, just like the expression that Kavia had made him make at the wedding held in Daksha back then.

“After marriage, one should go to the father’s house. The woman should uphold the dignity of herself and her husband. If Daksha thought we deserved respect, he would have invited us. But he did not. Therefore, those he considered worthy of respect would join him in the fire ritual.”

Shiva, holding a trident, continued.

“Remember, Sadie, those who go to other people’s homes without invitation must endure an insult worse than death, but as your husband, I will not let you suffer such torment.”

"These are your true feelings, Lord Shiva... But my father can't be an outsider... It's just that you've never considered him one of your own..."

Seeing Sati with tears in her eyes, Shiva continued to smile and said:

“Ignorance and anger will never lead us to the truth. Try to calm down and understand my words, Sadie.”

"I don't understand anything... I should have known long ago that you wouldn't go."

Satir paused, then looked at Shiva with a determined expression. “You must come with me to the Father’s fire ceremony, do you hear me, O Deity?”

“A woman’s stubbornness leads to destruction, Sadie, don’t be stubborn.”

"No matter the cost, I promised my mother we would go, and we will go! Please come with me, Lord Shiva!"

"It would be inappropriate for us to go without knowing the details."

Shiva's smile vanished, his expression turning indifferent. "Sati, you will be insulted there, Daksha—"

"Stop talking, stop criticizing my father. Dasha is my father. What could possibly happen to me where I go? How could anything happen to me in the place where I was born and raised!"

"Was I not clear enough, Sadie?"

"Do not."

Sadie's eyes widened, and unusually, a clear expression of sadness appeared on her face.

“It’s not you, it’s your hostility toward Father that’s been talking. Don’t worry, Da Tian, ​​nothing will happen to me. I will Ping An come back.”

"No, you must listen to me. We cannot participate in the fire ritual; going there will only bring you misfortune."

"Unfortunate, unfortunate, unfortunate..."

Sati gave a self-deprecating laugh. "You make it sound like he's not my father, but my enemy. Fine, if you don't want to come with me, then I'll go by myself!"

Upon hearing this, Shiva moved swiftly, gripping his trident, and rose from the boulder, charging towards Sati.

"No, Sadie, I won't let you go alone."

This might be one of the rare instances in Shiva's life as the god of destruction that he lost his composure.

However, Sati still couldn't understand, and she simply said to Shiva:

"I swear to you, don't stop me!"

The two looked at each other.

Finally, Shiva murmured in disbelief:

"What kind of vow did you make... Sadie... What's the point of me coming after you've been through this... What's done is done, Sadie..."

At this point, Shiva's expression turned serious.

You must immediately retract your oath.

"I know, I know you love me very much."

Sati shook her head. "But Dasha is my father. Of all his children, I am the one he loves the most. I will be fine there, God. Don't worry about me. I will be alright."

Looking at the unwavering Sati, Shiva answered with immense sorrow:

“Fate is calling you… This is your delusion, and your delusion is so deeply rooted that everything I say sounds like an illusion to you. However, the truth is that Daksha’s fire ritual will only bring you harm.”

Sati knew that Shiva loved her very much, but she could not understand Shiva's words.

She simply continued firmly:

“Very well, if I am hurt by my own father, then I am willing to bear it. I will go to Canaan alone today. My mind is made up.”

After saying that, Sadie left without looking back.

"My lord..."

At this point, Nandi, who had witnessed the entire process, spoke up.

Shiva said softly to Nandi, “Nandi, take Sati to her father’s house. Your duty is to ensure Sati’s safety.”

Upon hearing this, Nandi immediately ran in the direction Sati had gone.

After the two disappeared, Shiva, who was usually indifferent, shed tears, as if he were crying like a human being.

After a while, a flash of light appeared, and Shiva's face instantly returned to its original indifference. From the flash, the figures of Vishnu and Brahma were revealed.

Shiva nodded slightly to the two of them.

"Heavens, how could you allow such a calamity to happen?"

Vishnu said.